Having said that, Sophie Allen turned to leave.
"One hundred thousand!"
The piercing voice rang out.
Sophie Allen paused, but only chuckled softly.
"I'll give you one hundred thousand! Delete the video of Ryan and transfer the formula of this perfume to me, one hundred thousand is already a lot, you should be content!"
Wendy Matthews's luxurious makeup was smeared, her hair was wet, and her snarling appearance was extremely embarrassing.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Sophie Allen did not turn around for a long time.
Wendy Matthews became anxious and cursed, "How much money do you actually want? Isn't one hundred thousand enough to satisfy your ambition? Sophie Allen, you're really cheap, you're taking advantage of the situation!"
Sophie Allen finally couldn't help but laugh.
She turned around and calmly looked at the middle-aged woman who was just a few steps away.
"Auntie Wendy, can you afford the price I'm asking?"
